Chapter 183 What Do You Think? Beautiful, Right?

The car ahead stopped again and Victor stepped on the brakes. "I heard Mr. Harris calling you his girlfriend?" "... Not quite." Sophia let out a self-deprecating chuckle. "I’m just his lover." Victor paused for a moment and said, "I’m sorry for being presumptuous." "It’s alright," Sophia said with her eyes downcast. They were not really close, so they stopped talking about private topics like that and started talking about other irrelevant topics instead. The road was very congested. There were many places where cars were traveling much slower than pedestrians. Sophia simply got out of the car, went to a mini-market to buy some fruits, and then returned to the car that was still crawling slowly in the traffic. Aunt Lucy had called them seven to eight times to rush them. Even so, there was nothing they could do. 50 minutes later, Sophia and Victor finally arrived at the housing estate where the Hemingway’s residence was located. Victor was a popular guy. In this fast-paced urban